1235 Descent of an Ancient God (2/2)

”Release me!”

”Let us go!”

Furious roars echoed through the palace. After being imprisoned for so long, they naturally found it hard to maintain a good mood.

”You're looking down on Violet Night Hall too much! It won't be long before the experts of Violet Night Hall capture you, and then you'll wish that you were dead!” Quasi-God Zi Feng stared at Zhao Feng with cold and sinister eyes. He had always been confident that Zhao Feng would be captured by Violet Night Hall, and this five-colored palace would fall into Violet Night Hall's hands.

”I forgot to tell all of you; I am now in the Tianyun Zone.” Zhao Feng faintly smiled as he walked to the side.

”What? The Tianyun Zone?”

”You managed to get out of the Gulong Zone!?”

The experts imprisoned within the palace felt their minds collapse. Even the experts of Violet Night Hall began to fill with despair.

Zhao Feng casually strolled through the palace, lightly plucking out a few Intent Crystals, and then took his leave.

After giving the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon sufficient Intent Crystals, he went to Zhao Wan and gave him a bunch of Intent Crystals suffused with Five Elements Intent. As the owner of the Eye of Myriad Forms, Zhao Wan would be greatly aided by these Intent Crystals, their effects on him even surpassing their effects on Zhao Feng.

Thump!

Zhao Feng seated himself cross-legged on the ground and began to use Intent Crystals to cultivate. Gripping an Intent Crystal in his hand, Zhao Feng could sense Five Elements Intent flowing into this mind, allowing him to comprehend and experience it.

”What an incredible effect!” Zhao Feng was pleasantly surprised.

It took only a few moments before he felt his Five Elements Intent advancing.

Intent Crystals were the best items with which to cultivate Intent. The lowest level of Intent Crystal needed an Ancient God to condense, so ordinary four-star factions didn't possess even one. Four-and-a-half-star factions would have an extremely small number of Intent Crystals, which they gave to the best prodigies of their faction to use.

While cultivating his Five Elements Intent, Zhao Feng divided his mind to cultivate other aspects as well.

Ever since the Gulong Martial Gathering, Zhao Feng had been embroiled in numerous dangers. This constant mortal pressure squeezed out his potential, so his cultivation now progressed very smoothly, and his strength increased by leaps and bounds.

After one month, Zhao Feng left the cultivation chamber and continued on his journey. Han Ning'er had indicated that, since they were not yet out of danger, she was not willing to slow down Zhao Feng, so she spent all her time in Zhao Feng's Illusion City Little World.

Five years later, in the central region of the Tianyun Zone, a man and woman arrived outside an Exchange Spiritual Hall controlled by the Ghost River Race, immediately attracting the attention of the nearby crowd.

This pair was naturally Zhao Feng and Han Ning'er. Now that these two were in the central region of the Tianyun Zone, they no longer needed to remain hidden. Zhao Feng also did not need to spend day and night on the road; he could occasionally visit an Exchange Spiritual Hall to relax.

”What a beautiful woman!” A few experts who had been preparing to enter the Exchange Spiritual Hall exclaimed in wonder at Han Ning'er's beautiful appearance and demeanor.

There were also a few women peering at Zhao Feng with shining eyes.

In comparison to when he just left the Gulong Zone, Zhao Feng's strength had taken an extremely large leap. The most obvious was that Zhao Feng's Five Elements Intent had reached Level Three, and his Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique had reached the peak of the 11th level. Relying purely on this Level Three Five Elements Intent and his peak-stage Five Elements Divine Power, Zhao Feng could fight back against a Rank Five True God.

My strength should be enough for me to fight on equal terms with the Gulong Zone's strongest prodigy, Quasi-God Heaven Swallower! A hint of pride appeared on Zhao Feng's face.

All of this was due to the Intent Crystals of that palace. Thus, one could say that it had been worth Zhao Feng putting himself in mortal danger to snatch that palace.

After paying the fee of God Crystals, Zhao Feng entered the Exchange Spiritual Hall. He needed to find a new map, and he also wanted to try out the delicacies of this Exchange Spiritual Hall.

But at this moment, the Ancient God Seal within Zhao Feng's Interspatial Dimension began to tremble, the blue inscriptions upon it flashing with a sparkling luster.

”What's going on?” Zhao Feng entered his Interspatial Dimension.

”This is…? Not good!” Zhao Feng suddenly realized something and grimaced.

When he first entered the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, Zhao Feng rarely used the Ancient God Seal in order to not attract any attention to himself from the faction behind True God Tian Fa, but later on, he had gradually forgotten about this matter. After all, in his view, the faction that True God Tian Fa belonged was probably very far away and would never be able to find him.

But the strangeness of the Ancient God Seal was like an alarm bell ringing in Zhao Feng's mind.

”Let's go!” Zhao Feng took Han Ning'er into his Illusion City Little World and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the distant horizon turned dark.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Pitch-black clouds resounding with the angry howls of ghosts and monsters surged out, this intimidating pressure causing everyone in the Exchange Spiritual Hall to tremble in shock. A black-skinned middle-aged man floated in the center of this black storm of clouds, monstrous violet tattoos on his face imbued with an extremely evil and dangerous aura.

This man was none other than Ancient God Black Heaven!

”An Ancient God is coming to this Exchange Spiritual Hall!”

”I wonder which Ancient God it is?”

The sounds of conversation came from within the hall as everyone looked reverentially at that approaching figure. This Exchange Spiritual Hall was run by the Ghost River Race, which was only a four-and-a-half-star faction, so Ancient Gods were a very rare sight.

Suddenly, the array surrounding the Exchange Spiritual Hall exploded into bits.

”What's going on!? That Ancient God expert destroyed the array!”

”What's he doing!?”

Everyone in the Exchange Spiritual Hall instantly panicked. They all believed that this Ancient God was just passing through, but now, it appeared that something was wrong.

”Haha, it's you!”

Ancient God Black Heaven held a small piece of metal in his hand, and his eyes were focused on a golden-haired boy within the Exchange Spiritual Hall.